Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Afghanistan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing the Association to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
The Doors,
Sandy B,
Bootsy Collins,
Swell Maps,
Mars,
Procol Harum,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sarah Menescal,
Public Enemy,
Angry Samoans,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Johnny Clarke,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Amon Düül,
Bronski Beat,
Lakeside,
Sparks,
Interpol,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sun Ra,
The Young Rascals,
The Techniques,
Metal Thangz,
Q and Not U,
Vladislav Delay,
F. McDonald,
a-ha,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jeff Lynne,
Cymande,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Soft Cell,
The Raincoats,
Main Source,
Television Personalities,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kaleidoscope,
New York Dolls,
Qualms,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Altered Images,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Porter Ricks,
The Fire Engines,
Moby Grape,
Trumans Water,
The United States of America,
Can,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Icehouse,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Bar-Kays,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Toasters,
Crash Course in Science,
Little Man,
Flipper,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang Gang Dance,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.